Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 122

Cordelia sat slumped at her desk, now changed into her cozy pajamas. Elbows planted firmly on the wood, she cradled her smartphone in her hands, awaiting a reply from the members of her social group chat.

Since yesterday, the question had been gnawing at her, who exactly was Everard? Even Sanderson, the guy who knew everyone in town, didn’t recognize the name. Could it be that Everard was a ghost, a figment of her Imagination?

This morning’s chat in the Pioneers Group sparked a realization, the group was a melting pot of professionals from various fields. Surely someone might know him, right?

But after she posted her question, the chat fell eerily silent.

After a torturous two–minute wait, a reply finally popped up.

Bland asked, [Lia, are you pulling our leg? How could you not know him?]

Cordelia blinked, her instincts telling her that Bland knew Everard. She typed back hastily, [Who is he?]

Silence fell over the group once again.

Just as she was about to probe further, another message came through.

Nolnterruptions said, [Never heard of him.]

Like an icebreaker, the message prompted a flurry of responses.

Pianoman said, [Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.]

Mathster replied, [A mystery to me.]

Painter said, [Who?]

Chef replied, [Not a clue.]

Others all replied, [No idea.]

Everyone chimed in except Louie Adams. Cordelia’s brow furrowed as she read the stream of ignorance, finally addressing Bland directly, [So, you’re the one who knows him, @Bland?]

Bland replied, [No, I definitely do not.]

was confused, texting. [?]

[Sorry, must’ve been a brain fart.

was speechless, […]

nobody knew

echoing Painter’s earlier message – [If anyone digs

the book “The Periodic Table” that she’d borrowed from

the pages with

She had thought her high school education was comprehensive

double down on her efforts.

when Lorna brought her a cup of milk and honey. “Get

to good advice, nodded

a new message

are you asking

held back from Louie. She pondered for a moment before replying with the naked truth, (He’s my

response came quickly, No way. Is he in Greenmeadow?]

replied, [Yes, do you know him?]

minutes before sending back a cryptic message: [Be careful around him

mean by keeping her distance?

Cordelia sighed deeply, replying. I can’t stay away from him, my heart literally aches.]

Louie to misunderstand, thinking she was waxing poetic about love, just as Lorna and Sanderson would. But how

decide, Louie

understood her meaning. After a moment’s thought, she responded: [Because “Love or Die” curse.

Louie went silent.

blinked for another ten minutes, but still no message. Was

I know. I’ll see your

knew. He actually knew!

called him immediately, but Cordelia

typed a single

she was about to turn off the device, it rang, the

What

answered, and a familiar voice, more velvety than she remembered, greeted her,

somehow more appealing. She hesitated before finally speaking.

his voice so soothing it seemed to caress the night